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From "Chimes of Freedom: The Songs of Bob Dylan Honoring 50 Years of Amnesty International" - Directed by James Minchin III http://amnes...
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From "Chimes of Freedom: The Songs of Bob Dylan Honoring 50 Years of Amnesty International" - Directed by James Minchin III http://amnestyusa.org/chimes
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She looks at me a little angry.
"What...why?"
"Because Bridget...whoever did this to you caused your body a lot of damage. You're extr...
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She looks at me a little angry.
"What...why?"
"Because Bridget...whoever did this to you caused your body a lot of damage. You're extremely fragile and will be for a while and I agreed when Joe said to boost your morphine level. It helped you. Your body is heeling nicely but I'm still very concerned. We need to know who did this..." that stroke tears in her eyes. I ushered Doctor Blaney out and sat down on the edge of the bed facing her. She was staring at the wall holding back tears.
"Bridget..."
"I..." she started softly crying.
"No. no baby no don't cry it's alright." I say stroking her hair.
"Im...sorry...I just. I just..." she cries.
"No...Shh..." I hug her tightly'
**end pov**
**Bridget's pov**
I. just can't tell him.
"Can you tell us anything else?" the male cop asks.
"Please..." I cried." Just go." I buried myself back into Joe's arms.
"If we have any further information we'll contact you." he says.
"Can't you just tell us one more thing."?
"You need to leave. NOW!" Joe's voice is cold and harsh. I cry harder and he holds me a bit tighter. The cops left and Joe starts to slowly rub my back. "They're gone." he says.
"Joe...I..."
"Shh..."
He looks downs at me his eyes, dulled by the slight darkness of the hospital room. He gave me a quirky smile...one that I had grown to love over the two or three months of dating. Caressing my cheek, he lifts my chin, our noses almost touching. I could fee the warmth of his breath brushing the top of my lip. He kisses my neck lightly gliding his lips over my skin. Being slow and careful. Our eyes meet again and we stare at each other holding the glance with gleaming eyes. I close my eyes as does he and our lips meet melting into each other. I slowly wrap my arms around his neck ignoring the pain in my chest. He moves his hands to my lower back deepening the kiss slightly. He lays me back against the bed gently and pulls back. I feel his fingers glide over my cheek in an affectionate way. I smiled and he chuckled glancing at the beeping heart monitor. I noticed the sudden rise in pulse and blushed bright red. He kissed the tip of my nose smirking with pearly white teeth.
"You should sleep..." he says. I shake my head no.
"No." I say simply.
"You're in pain...please Bridget. Please for me...try?" his eyes suddenly turn into pleading chocolate brown pools of love.
"Okay. But...can you stay?" I question grabbing his arm.
"Where would I go?" he lays down next to me pulling me into his arms carefully. I lay my head on his shoulder snuggling into him, inhaling cologne, listening to his heart beat. "I'll be here when you wake up. I promise." he says kissing my hair. I grab his arms pulling them around me. He rests his head on top of mine. "Go to sleep now Bridget..."
"Kay." I close my eyes and he pulls the blankets up to my shoulders. I dose off listening to his steady breathing and his voice. So soft and sweet...
**end pov**
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Nate walked into his office and shut the door, but he was too slow, Stella caught it, slamming it behind her.
"Who do you think you are?"
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Nate walked into his office and shut the door, but he was too slow, Stella caught it, slamming it behind her.
"Who do you think you are?"
"How 'bout you cut me the shit and tell me what's going on at home, Stel."
"Nothing's going on at home! And if there was, it'd be none of your goddamn business anyway!"
"You don't seem to love him."
"You've known me two weeks."
"It's been two months, Stella."
She stood back, trying to put together the days. She'd had so much on her mind, she didn't realize it had really been that long.
"You've been quiet for a while now, and during Daisy's trial? You were so far away.. I couldn't reach you. What's going on, Stella."
"I told you, Nate, nothing."
He narrowed his eyes.
"You know what, fine. If he's raping you, and slapping you around.. enjoy it. It's the one's who speak nothing that get the worse of it."
Stella looked up at him with weary eyes and turned right out of his office.
"I'll figure it out, Stella!" He yelled as she shut the door with a bang
She walked over to her desk, sitting down and crossing her arms over the table. She rested her forehead against her forearm breathing in and out of her mouth. She was not going to cry at work. That just wasn't her. Sad thing was, she wanted to. Real bad.
She needed to talk to someone. She needed to. But it couldn't be Nate. It just couldn't be him. He'd for sure try to fix things with her. He was already up her ass and hot headed anyway. And she couldn't help it but to feel completely attracted to him. He was right. She didn't love him. Not one bit. Not anymore. But what was she going to do? Leave him? He'd kill her.
"Stella." She lifted her head, glaring at Nate.
He motioned for her to head into his office, and she got up, reluctantly. After he shut the door, he sighed.
"Look, I'm sorry, alright?"
"It's fine. Can I go?"
"You'd tell me if shit was going down?"
"I'd tell you."
"Alright." He said, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, yeah you can go. Just.. be ready in twenty."
"Got it."
Nate watched her leave, and ran a hand through his hair. The feelings he had for her were getting worse.
"Feelings? Fuck no.. Ugh." He hit himself in the head, just as his dad barged through his door.
"You need to go." He said harshly, throwing Nate his own gun that was laid on his desk.
"Why? What's going on?"
"Donna's safe house.. something about an ambush. Just get going!" His dad yelled, pushing him out of his office door.
"Stella!"
"I'm right behind you!" She yelled as he ran down the stairs and out to his car.
Pulling open his door, he shoved himself inside, just as Stella had. Speeding off, he knew Jason's car was behind him, but he really didn't care who was on his ass. He needed to get to that house.
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-Evalina-
After bandaging Hathaway's side.. he wouldn't let me sew it.. I followed Cal upstairs. Lucian was up, sitting in the rocker in mine and Ca...
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-Evalina-
After bandaging Hathaway's side.. he wouldn't let me sew it.. I followed Cal upstairs. Lucian was up, sitting in the rocker in mine and Cal's room, and Cal was pacing the length of the floor.
"Cal.."
"I expected them to take me but they took Phate? What sense--"
"--Cal--"
"--does that make? What could Clyde want other than my life. That's the most important thing to him--"
"--Cal st--"
"--But to take Phate!?"
I flashed in front of him fast, and he bumped into me. Immediately, he noticed I was going to hit the floor so he grabbed my arm, tugging me against him hard.
"Sorry."
"Did you hear me at all, Cal?"
"No, I'm sorry. I felt you calling me though.. I just... my mind isn't here. I need to find him."
"You know this has become a game, Cal.."
"I'm aware. And now, I'm stuck. I don't a choice on the matter of what to do!"
"Calabar!"
I pressed my head against him and Lucian screamed, throwing a toy across the room, making us both stop to give our attention to our son.
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-Phate-
As soon as I came to, the burning in my shoulder made itself known. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. I wanted to move, but I couldn't.
"I think he's finally coming to." a voice mumbled.
"Maybe we should help him out." someone else snickered.
I opened my eyes, feeling a slight alarm in the air. I heard the swoosh of a dagger in the air and focused slightly, stopping it in midair along with the two bodies in front of me. Groaning, I lifted my head, trying to clear my eyes.
"Aw come on Clyde! You never told us he had freakish powers!"
"That's because... I DIDN'T KNOW!" Clyde yelled.
Clyde.
Bastard.
"Did you think.. Calabar was going.. to be out tonight?" I asked in a grumble, the sweat dripping from my chest as the blur in my eyes disappeared. "You were WRONG Clyde."
"Well.. I assumed."
"Wanna see... what happens... when you assume... things.. with the wrong.. guy..."
I didn't give him the time to answer to me, or to anyone else in the room. Focusing on what I couldn't see.. I unfroze the dagger in front of my face and in mid air, turned it around slowly and pointed it toward Clyde.
"Oh shit."
"Yeah, oh shit, fuck face." I mumbled.
The dagger flew through the air like I told it to, and under the two half breeds I asked for fire as my eyes burned bright orange. I watched them flame in front of me, frozen, unable to move as the dagger hit Clyde somewhere. I didn't care where.. just somewhere. I kept my eyes on the flames, leaning my head back against the stone wall as blood dripped from my shoulder wound. A devious smirk flowed onto my face and I felt it... the happiness the happiness that someone in front of me was dying in the flames of fire I'd created.
"You piece of shit! You.. you.."
"What.. I'm what.. better? Better than YOU?!" I screamed. "Let me out! GET ME OUT OF THESE CHAINS!"
"No." he said.
And just like that I was alone.
Surrounded by my own deeds.
Death.
Death surrounded me.
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ive been on facebook and on my phone.. a lot :p
but i did now xD